In the waiting, we often drum the fingers and tap the toes. Fidget. Cast our eyes to an imaginary clock, checking to see if it’s time yet. But, maybe it’s in the waiting, where time can breathe, that good things become great things. I’ve talked about this waiting before. The waiting that happens when you’ve made the choice for paying as you go, for make-do until the cold hard cash is piled sufficiently high. This whole cabin was built this waiting way. In small steps and sometimes large ones, the building, the finishing, and the furnishing were complete. All except for the front porch.
That’s the last big thing to go for this little house. A full-length covered porch. And what better time than right here, right now, in the middle of more snow and below zero temperatures, to talk about a front porch?
In my mind, it’s a very simple farmhouse design with no railing or fussy details, just square posts with simple bases and capitals, a painted plank floor, and a simple ceiling. I wouldn’t even mind if the tin roof showed from below.
I’ve gathered a few photos to for inspiration, would you like to see?
Here is our cabin (and a much-asked-for peek at the exterior - grin), in mid-winter snow. Right now, we have the stand-in ‘hill-billy’ porch – a landing and stair that were literally whacked together from scrap material – given to us free. It gets us into and out of the front door just fine, but oh, we anxiously await the day when a full-length covered porch takes its place!
In the mean time, I’ll keep collecting images, and practice that ever-necessary thing called patience. And you can be sure that you’ll be the first to know when construction begins!
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